Had that been all, it would have been one thing. The problem was that after the Soul Tool spiders shattered by Mo Ke's Close-Combat scythe were sent flying across the Soul Fighting Arena, their parts scattering everywhere, they actually scrambled back up, swiftly crawled toward the nearest components, and reassembled themselves.
Inside the VIP room, Nether Thunder Douluo was speechless. Was this disciple of his really an Evil Soul Master? How the hell could he fail to recognize soul fire?
Although he could not understand how Chen Ping had summoned so many soul flames with clearly advanced intelligence to serve him all at once, one thing was certain: the greatest weakness of these Undead Soul Tool dogs and spiders, which only began moving after being possessed by soul fire, was the Milk Bottles inside them!
What good did slashing these things apart do? They would put themselves right back together! Smash the Milk Bottles powering them!
Of course, Nether Thunder Douluo also knew that in such a chaotic melee, striking the Sealed Milk Bottles inside these Soul Tool dogs and spiders, most of which were only the size of a finger, was difficult.
But the result before his eyes was that unless these Soul Tools were bombarded and completely destroyed in a single barrage, they would keep reviving. The best way to deal with them was to smash their Milk Bottles.
"Soul fire can actually be combined with Soul Tools like this?"
Feng Ling's voice was thick with astonishment, clearly moved by Chen Ping's wildly imaginative creation.
The Soul Tool dogs and spiders Chen Ping was using were clearly products that could only have come into existence after the advent of Sealed Milk Bottle technology.
But it had to be said that only a Soul Engineer who had mastered the